Zair and Perrima’s been busy

As she exited Perrima?s hidden laboratory, Zalah once more experienced an exhilarating sense of satisfaction upon exiting the corridor and finding herself faced with the state in which she and her two lovers had left the bedroom in which they?d begun, her right hand coming down to rub her pussy as she moved her gaze across the many sticky traces of the cumshots that she?d made Zair release.

Just after she?d been startled by the clicking sound that preceded the hidden door behind her closing so that it once more seemed as though what she was looking at was nothing more than a normal wall, though Zalah was kept from considering just how she?d triggered its closing by the sound of the door to the bedroom being opened.

Letting out a giggle at how the richly tanned, voluptuous girl that now entered the room had her facial features obscured by a thick mask of cum that spilled down over the vast expanses of her bulging bust, Zalah guessed from her brown hair and the pink corset that was bunched up around her tiny waist that the girl was the same one that had woken her that morning. That impression was further reinforced by the pink spaghetti strap which was dangling down from between the puffy lips of her sex.

Zalah definitely thought that Perrima had picked out a good outfit for her when the young brunette stopped dead in her tracks to stare at her, with even the vast amounts of jizz which were plastered to her face being enough to hide the obvious lust which the sight of Zalah filled her with.

?So,? Zalah made sure to have her voice mirror the arousal that seeing the cum-painted slut had instilled in her, ?you?re the girl who brought me breakfast, right??

?Uh-huh,? the brunette nodded her head and seemed on her way to overcome the initial shock as Zalah began sauntering towards her, ?I?m Sandrine.?

?Mistress Perrima sent me to fetch you,? Sandrine added as Zalah showed no signs of ending the determined strides that brought her closer to her.

?Good,? Zalah purred as she finally stopped just before her huge boobs would bump into Sandrine?s slightly less ginormous set of tits, ?there?s just one thing??

?What?? Sandrine?s lips curled into a smile that left Zalah a little disappointed over how quick she?d been in regaining her composure.

?Remember what you told me this morning?? Zalah sang out her next question as her right hand caught hold of the microscopic waistband of Sandrine?s thong as it hung down from her wet pussy.

All Sandrine could do was to let out a horny gasp as Zalah threaded her middle finger through the straps of her thong and proceeded to apply a soft touch in how she tugged the tiny garment from her quim, her own pair of lush lips pulled back into a dirty grin that exposed her gritted white teeth as she admired how Sandrine closed her eyes and let out another excited whimper.

?That we should? how did you put it, refrain from any sexual contact?? Zalah toyed with Sandrine as she continued her extraction of the thong from the brunette?s softly convulsing pussy.

?I?d say that was a needlessly polite way of saying that I shouldn?t lick your pussy and asshole,? Zalah declared as she curled her hand up into a ball around the pink thong that she?d just retrieved from inside Sandrine?s pussy, ?wouldn?t you agree??

Opening her eyes just in time to catch how Zalah pushed the skimpy thong down into her deep, narrow cleavage, Sandrine licked her lips and nodded her head.

?Good girl,? Zalah rewarded Sandrine with a dazzling smile, ?so the next time you see me you?ll go straight to rubbing your pink pussy all over my face, right??

Again, Sandrine nodded.

?Excellent,? Zalah turned her wrist and slid her fingers up over Sandrine?s vaginal mound, ?should we go see Perrima then??

There was a disappointed groan from Sandrine.

?Sorry,? Zalah grinned again, ?I know I can be a bit of a tease sometimes??

?So,? Zalah asked Sandrine as the two women were walking through Perrima?s house a few minutes later, ?have you met Zair yet??

?He fucked my ass,? Sandrine replied, sounding as though she could scarcely believe it herself.

?He does that,? Zalah smiled and squeezed Sandrine?s hand harder, ?I?m glad to hear he?s recovered.?

?I?ve been fucked by six studs so far today,? Sandrine revealed with a smile that suggested that that was something which she?d tell just about anyone that she came across, ?you should be here more often.?

?What, is it all work and no play when it?s just Perrima??

?No,? Giggling, Sandrine shook her head at Zalah?s question, ?but it?s never like this.?

?Anyway,? Sandrine added as the pair of them came up to a closed door, ?this is it.?

What happened next was that Sandrine released a startled yelp as Zalah ceased hold of her and spun her around so that the curvaceous brown-haired teen suddenly found herself with the perfect swell of the blonde super-slut?s breasts pressing against her back as a hand slid down her belly.

Zalah?s slender fingers at first danced across the folds of Sandrine?s pussy before she adopted a sultry smirk as her digits came back up to locate the minx?s clitoris and merely circling them around it proved to be enough to make the brunette tremble against her, a horny shriek blossoming out from Sandrine?s chest when Zalah finally allowed the tip of one of her fingers to slip across the blood-filled, marvellously sensitive nubbin.

Picking up that the door that was now to her right had just been opened, Zalah paid no more attention to it and instead opted to remain fully focused on the gyrating beauty in front of her, wasting no time in quickly and steadily caressing Sandrine?s clit while her other hand grasped hold of one of her breasts, at first cupping as much of the large mound as possible and then going on to pinch her nipples just as she stepped up her teasing of her pleasure-button.

Sandrine?s head dropped down on one of Zalah?s shoulders as she pushed her crotch out at the blonde?s hand, pushing herself so far forwards that her head slipped from Zalah?s shoulder to land on her chest, the back of it being propped up against her ginormous knockers at pretty much the exact same moment as Zalah?s nimble fingers caused her legs to turn into jelly and a torrent of girlcum to come cascading forth from her convulsing slit.

After she had sunk back towards her latest lover, Sandrine was kept in an upright position through the way in which Zalah wrapped her arms around her midriff and thrust out her right leg to fold it across Sandrine?s as the younger woman bucked her way through what seemed to Zalah like one fantastically vivid orgasm, the blonde being so turned on by watching her new playmate shiver and writhe as she blurted out a convoluted mess of screams, gasps and groans that the juices that poured out of her exposed honeypot had grown so plentiful by the time that Sandrine?s orgasm at long last came to an end had reached almost all the way down to her knees.

Sandrine took a few blind steps forwards when Zalah let go of her, finally finding a wall to lean against as the super-slut that had gotten her off had already turned to face the naked, dusky-skinned vixen that was standing in the doorway, the jizz which was blasted onto her face, tits, stomach, arms and legs complementing her rich complexion and long, cascading locks of shimmering black hair very well as her pale blue eyes were fixed on the horny smile that was plastered onto Zalah?s face.

?And you must be Jahira,? Zalah remarked to the black-haired girl, whom she recognized as the same one who had been on her back upon the shop?s counter as the ?blind assassin? had been pumping his massive fuckstick in and out of her hairless snatch.

?Uh-huh,? Jahira?s nodding was slow and shallow and was conducted at the same time as her lips were pulled back to form a fantastically nasty smile, ?we?ve been waiting for you.?

Zalah had just been about to say something slutty in reply to Jahira?s statement when she felt Sandrine rush past her, the scantily clad blonde deepening her smile upon seeing how Sandrine now engaged Jahira in a fiery kiss that went on uninterrupted as the two young sex-kittens repositioned themselves so that Jahira?s ass was pushed up against the door as their pussies were thrust together.

?Zalah, you?re here!? The room that Zalah had just walked into was an exquisitely decorated living room dominated by a set of one large, plush sofa and four equally extravagant armchairs positioned round a circular table made from a smooth, dark wood.

Sitting in the one armchair that had its back directly turned towards the wall was Zair, who remained completely naked and was made to sit with his legs far apart due to how Perrima was on her knees between them, the redhead?s hands still wrapped around the impossibly thick girth of his monstercock as she called out in greeting to Zalah.

?Sorry if I?m late?? Zalah?s unrepentant reply came just as she noticed how the painting mounted onto the wall just above Zair?s head depicted how a man remarkably similar to him was fucking a girl that was remarkably similar to Sandrine from behind as she stood with her back bent and her hands planted against the side of a marble pillar.

?Zair,? Simply hearing Zalah say his name while looking at him was enough to make the stud direct a high-power jet of precum onto the ceiling.

?You?re late,? Perrima chided Zalah?s tardiness, though she didn?t seem to upset at getting some extended alone-time with Zair, ?you missed me applying the next potion on Zair.?

?Oh,? Zalah smiled again as she came round one of the other armchairs to stop next to the table, on which a pair of matching crystal bottles were placed, one of them containing a viscid emerald-coloured fluid and the other an equally gluey clear one, her eyes taking in how every inch of Zair?s towering frame seemed to glisten as though all of it had been covered with some oil or ointment, ?was it fun??

?Very,? Zair sounded quite contented as he bared his teeth in a smile while Perrima leaned in and planted a sloppy kiss on his shiny cockend.

Despite both her and Zalah knowing how dearly she wanted to do so, Perrima refrained from sliding her velvety lips over the fist-sized crown of Zair?s throbbing fucktool and going on to make a spirited effort to deepthroat him, instead choosing to rise to her feet to give both of her present lovers the chance to enjoy how the skimpy purple dress that she had put on looked as though had been designed for someone with boyish hips and a flat chest, which certainly wasn?t a body-type that Perrima possessed.

?So, what do you think of my dress?? Perrima asked Zalah as she sighed at how the neckline of the small dress was pushed out by the considerable bulging of the redhead?s tits and how the garment?s hem was far up enough her hips that the pinkness of her twat could be seen under it, the thin strap which allowed the top of the dress to cling desperately to her chest being stretched so taut as it reached up to meet around her neck that Zalah suspected that it could be used as a rudimentary string instrument.

?It makes you look like a slut,? Zalah honestly replied, ?so I fucking love it!?

?Good,? Zair was admiring her ass and Zalah her chest as Perrima strolled up to the table, her plump lips formed into a confident smile as she picked up one of the bottles and poured some of its contents into a glass, leaving the bottle containing the emerald-coloured liquid untouched, ?and like I said, you missed me preparing Zair for what is to come next.?

?Which was a pity,? Zair filled in so quickly that Zalah suspected that they?d either planned how to act once she showed up or that they knew each other almost as well as she and Perrima knew each other.

?Yes?? Perrima agreed as she placed the bottle back on the table and picked up the glass, holding it up in front of her as she swirled its treacly contents around, ?Still, you showed up just in time to watch me try out something??

?What?? Zalah asked, intrigued by the suggestive manner in which Perrima was speaking.

?This is a pretty expensive potion, so I normally don?t use it just for fun, but you?ve got me so horny that I?m about to make an exception,? Perrima?s explanation was followed by her bringing the glass closer to her lips.

?Down the hatch,? Perrima giggled, and then emptied the glass in one fell swoop.

Having watched Perrima first drink the potion and then place the glass back onto the table, Zalah thought that she could see the redhead?s chest move for a second and then let out an aroused gasp at how the sudden sound of cloth tearing was followed by the strap of Perrima?s dress snapping as her boobs came thrusting out into the open, the redhead producing a horny groan as her chest instantly grew bigger and rounder as the upper half of her torn dress came down to fold itself over its lower half, with more tearing noises being heard from behind her.